The Office (No, Not That One) Ch. 02

WRITER'S NOTE: This second installment might start slowly, but I hope, dear readers, that you'll stick with it to the end. Also, I have received some criticism in the past for being a male writer describing female-female encounters. If there are ladies who read this and are offended by that, you have my preemptive apologies. But, I write about what I like. Cheers to all.

Following her "unique" interview and accepting the job, Jodi's brain was a jumbled mess as she left the company office, rode the elevator to street level and then hailed a cab. Her thoughts began clearing as she "reentered the world" of traffic, blaring horns and bustling people.

Back at her apartment, she called her parents about her new job. That "news" of course was edited. She then sat down at the kitchen table, opened her laptop and began crunching numbers. Her bank balance had diminished but she was nowhere close to being broke. Still, living in NYC with no income had drained a lot of money.

She calculated her job's salary and her take-home pay along with what her current expenses were. The income increase was such that she went over the math a second time to make sure her calculations were accurate.

"Holy... shit," she whispered.

Her imagination then raced off with thoughts about the opportunities the job offered. As a career starter, Jodi concluded it was far beyond what she could have hoped for. Then, her rational side took over. "Hey, girl, you gotta wait and see if the reality matches your imagination."

And then she remembered the interview, being fingered to a marvelous orgasm by her new boss and the salacious nature of the job description. "Did I just accept a great job or was I hired to be a high-class hooker?"

Over the weekend, that two-part question kept running through her thoughts.

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Jodi arrived in the office a few minutes before 9 a. m. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail and she was wearing a dark-blue dress with faint pinstripes. She was directed to Pamela's desk. The executive assistant greeted her with a warm smile.

"Good morning, Jodi. Ready for your first day? I'm afraid most of the on-boarding is boring as fuck." She said the last word in a whisper and laughed softly.

Jodi was beginning to consider Pamela her first "new friend." "Well, I'm sure there's plenty of coffee around here to help keep me awake."

She spent most of the morning in Human Resources filling out forms, setting up direct deposit for her paycheck, receiving information on company benefits. Just before noon, she got a text on her phone that "the boss wants to take you to lunch."

That message sent a small shiver down her spine. The memory of their interview encounter was still fresh.

John met her in the office lobby. "There she is," he said with a big smile and a firm handshake. "Surviving all the paperwork crap?"

Jodi smiled, "Oh, it's not that bad."

"Well, this afternoon they'll get you settled in your office, get your company cell phone, credit card, laptop and email all set up. Tomorrow, you'll meet the team, and we'll put you to work."

"Office?" Jodi was a bit thrown off. "I get my own office?"

John laughed. "Well, trust me, once you see it, you'll question the term."

They had a nice, relaxed lunch, both getting salads at a nearby sandwich shop. John gave her an expanded "elevator speech" on what the team was working on and what Jodi could expect. She was excited and a bit worried. It sounded as though she would be jumping into the deep end of the pool.

After lunch, what John had described occurred and then she was shown her office. It was really just a room with no view. But the door had a nameplate: "Jodi Cartwright Team Executive Assistant.

The following day started with a team meeting in one of the smaller conference rooms. John sat at the head of the table. There were four other associates three men and one woman, two on each side of the table. As Jodi entered, all five stood up.

"Folks, I want you to meet and welcome Jodi Cartwright, our new assistant," John said. Then he introduced her co-workers. At first, all she knew were their names. Over the next few weeks, she learned the following details.

Tim was Japanese, a second-generation American. He was about 5-foot-10, slender, with black hair, trimmed close on the sides and longer on top. Tim had a megawatt smile and it was often on display. He had been a salutatorian at Stanford and had been an all-conference swimmer.

Scott had tousled blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He was a bit taller than Tim but much stockier. He played lacrosse at Yale and made the dean's list every semester. Scott was quieter than Tim, tending to observe and offer observations only after deliberating.

Both were in their late 20s. The other two team members were older; both appeared to be in their late 30s.

Allen was John's "money man" in charge of calculating spending on projects and investments on possible deals. His dark hair was close cropped, and he also sported a trimmed goatee. Allen was 6-foot-2 and sinewy. He was an avid runner. He had been with the company for 11 years.

Elizabeth was John's most trusted adviser. She was also stunning. She had flaming red hair (that she often pulled back in a tight bun) and sparkling emerald eyes. Elizabeth was 5-foot-6 and had lovely legs. Her conservative skirts and dresses disguised her voluptuous body.

The meeting took up most of the morning. Jodi was furiously jotting down notes and trying to keep up. The company had several big projects that were ongoing, a few that needed to be finalized and half a dozen projects that were being explored. All she did was listen.

Near the end of the meeting, John called out her name and she jumped slightly. Her boss and four co-workers smiled.

"Jodi, what do you think?"

"About what?"

"Everything."

"Uh... well... I think... um... I don't know where to start."

They all laughed/chuckled, and Jodi blushed.

"Jodi, please don't be embarrassed," John said. "Every new assistant has the same reaction to their first meeting with us. It's trying to drink from a fire hose."

Elizabeth spoke up with a kind smile. "My dear, this was a bit of an initiation. I think John has mentioned to you that our little work group functions at a high rate of speed."

"And stress," Tim added with a grin.

"Yes, there's that," Elizabeth continued. "We've all looked at your qualifications and we have no doubt about your abilities. You can't learn it all during this meeting."

Jodi relaxed and smiled. "Well, I consider myself a hard worker and a quick learner."

"Well, Jodi, we'll let you prove that," John said. "Elizabeth is in charge of a big project that's on final approach and needs a smooth landing. You'll start by working with her as an assistant on that, but mostly you'll be observing so you get a better understanding of how our company works."

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For the next month, Jodi was often putting in 10-hour days as she handled assignments for Elizabeth that increased in their challenge and complexity. She found it exhilarating that she was learning so much. Elizabeth was both boss and mentor, guiding her through her work and gently correcting mistakes. It was all business. Elizabeth's interactions with the new executive assistant were unfailingly professional and cool.

Elizabeth and John signed off on the completed project late on a Friday afternoon. Jodi been asked to write a report on her views/opinions of the work she had put in. Both of her superiors explained they wanted a blunt assessment of her contributions and experiences so they could better judge her progress.

Jodi finished her assignment and emailed attachments of the Word document to both John and Elizabeth. Just a minute or so after hitting "send" she got a text from Elizabeth to come to her office.

Jodi had worn one of her smart new outfits -- a black jacket and pencil skirt with a lavender, sleeveless blouse. She had removed the jacket and decided not to put it back on. As she walked through the office, she saw that it was deserted. For a rare Friday, everyone had been able to leave for happy hour.

Jodi knocked and then entered Elizabeth's office. It was almost the size of John's, tastefully appointed. A large leather couch was along one wall, and a small wet bar was on the back wall near a door that led to a private bathroom.

Jodi noticed that for the first time, Elizabeth was not wearing a suit coat. And it was evident from the silky blouse that she was blessed with a buxom bosom. The top two buttons were undone and there was the faintest hint of cleavage.

"Ah, Jodi," Elizabeth said with a warm smile. "Well, the deal is done. You were a great help, and I hope you picked up a lot of knowledge. Have a seat."

The woman behind the desk was sipping from a wine glass. Jodi noticed the bottle and an empty glass.

"Care to join me and celebrate? We can have our own little happy hour."

Jodi noticed Elizabeth's sly smile. She nodded her head, and the woman poured a healthy glass. She walked around the desk, handed Jodi the glass and they clinked glasses. "To further success."

"Thanks... Elizabeth."

"Oh, no. You can call me Liz."

She then offered Jodi her hand. "Come, let's sit on the couch. Much more comfortable."

Jodi walked to the couch and sat down. Liz sat down next to her, barely no space between their bodies.

They each took a sip of wine. Liz turned her face toward the new employee.

"So, Jodi, tell me. Did you enjoy your interview with John?"

Jodi turned, gasped slightly and made eye contact. She could feel the heat of her blush on her face. The woman's emerald eyes were sparkling.

"Now, now. Don't be upset. Everybody on John's team knows the hiring process for executive assistants. We all agree with him that sex is a great way to de-stress after working hard on a challenging assignment."

Jodi nervously lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip -- a bigger sip than she intended. She had no doubt that this female executive was going to seduce her. And the thought excited her.

Liz placed her hand on Jodi's leg, just below her skirt hem and just above her knee. "You have wonderful taste in business fashion. How much has the stipend helped?"

Jodi was trying to relax as she felt Liz's hand lightly rubbing her leg through her stocking. "That's been very helpful," she answered quietly, trying to keep a quiver from her voice. "I do enjoy dressing in a professional manner. The stipend was a nice benefit."

"One of many," Liz whispered as her head moved toward Jodi's. The woman's full lips kissed her cheek lightly, then continued to peck at Jodi's neck and ear.

Liz then stopped, taking Jodi's wine glass and placing both glasses on the coffee table. She then cupped Jodi's chin, turning her face. Their lips met and Jodi inhaled deeply through her nose. Liz's tongue pushed against Jodi's lips, which opened. Both women's tongues then danced together, their mouths pushed together as the kiss deepened.

Liz cupped one of Jodi's breasts, tenderly massaging and exploring. Jodi's breathing deepened and her heartbeat quickened. Liz briefly broke the kiss. "Touch mine... please."

The kiss resumed as each fondled the other. Jodi's hand squeezed and fondled one of Liz's full mounds, eliciting a throaty moan. The professor's wife who had been her only lesbian experience, had small firm breasts. Jodi mentally tried to assess her partner's size.

Liz again pulled her lips free and made eye contact. "So, young lady, have you been with a woman before?"

"Yes. One," Jodi whispered.

"Wonderful. As you go on your life's journey, take this advice -- bi women have twice the fun."

Liz started deftly undoing the buttons of Jodi's blouse using just one hand. When the available buttons were loose, she pushed back the sides to reveal Jodi's lacy white bra. Her hard nipples were evident. Liz's index fingers rubbed each button through the lace as Jodi's eyes closed, and she sighed in pleasure.

"Pretty, pretty," Liz whispered. "Do my blouse."

Jodi freed her arm and used both hands to swiftly unbutton and then open Liz's blouse. The black lace of her bra cups barely covered her nipples. Liz yanked both cups down, freeing her large mounds. "I want your mouth on my tits."

Jodi's head dipped and she captured a thick nub between her lips. Her tongue lapped at the bud as her hand fondled the other mound, her fingers flicking and tweaking the nipple.

Liz's head leaned back and she arched her back, thrusting her tits forward. Her fingers tangled in Jodi's hair. "Yes, babe. Lick and love 'em. I'm so hot and wet."

The woman's words increased Jodi' ardor. Her mouth moved from breast to breast, sucking hard on the nipples as would a hungry baby. Her hand and fingers made sure the other boob was squeezed and kneaded, the nipple twisted and tweaked.

"Gawd yes, you little slut. Bite my nipples, slap my tit. Make me your lover."

Liz and pulled her skirt up and one hand rubbed her pussy through her panties. Since the first meeting Jodi had attended, she had thought about how delicious a lesbian session would be. John had, of course, filled her in on how Jodi's "interview" had gone. Her fingers slipped inside her panties and rubbed her clit. Her pent-up passion exploded.

"AAAHHHHH GAAAAWDDDD. YESSSSS. CUMMMMMMING."

Liz's screeching orgasm made Jodi wonder if they were alone in the office. As soon as that thought flitted through her brain, her first thought was, "So? Who cares."

"Gawd, I've been... waiting for this... you're such a sexy young lady... your turn... stand up... gonna get you naked," Liz gasped between deep breaths as she recovered.

Jodi stood, her hands tugging her blouse free of her skirt, undoing the final button and then shrugging it off. She reached behind to unclasp her bra, tossing it aside on top of her blouse. Liz reached behind for the button on the skirt, undid it and unzipped it. The skirt fell down Jodi's legs to puddle around her ankles. Her panties soon joined the skirt. She flashed back to a similar disrobing during her interview.

"You're a goddess." Liz's hands reached to cup both of Jodi's firm mounds, her lips lightly kissing the satin skin of her torso.

Liz stood up and quickly freed her skirt of its fastenings, pushing it down her legs followed by her wispy thong.

"Look at us," she whispered to Jodi. "A couple of sexy bitches in thigh highs and heels."

She then embraced Jodi in a full body hug. Their breasts mashed together, and Jodi could feel the woman's hard nipples against hers. Their mouths locked in a deep extended kiss, their bodies rubbing together. Liz pushed her thigh between Jodi's legs and rubbed against her mound.

Liz then leaned back, cupped her breasts and rubbed her erect nipples against Jodi's. She groaned, her eyes looking down to see her partner's large breasts against her own, two sets of nipples rubbing together.

"Nice, isn't it," Liz breathed, her eyes closed. "Gawd, I love nipple play... I love breast play... Fuck, I love it all. And I really love eating pussy."

Jodi shivered at those words, her hips thrusting against Liz's thigh, her pussy rubbing against the silky skin. Her libido was rising to new heights.

"Prove it."

Liz quickly moved her hands to Jodi's firm ass, gripping it hard before slapping both cheeks. "You little minx. Get on the couch."

Jodi grinned and did as she was told. Her legs splayed open in a most un-ladylike fashion. Liz knelt on the floor, between those sleek legs. She leaned forward and started feasting on Jodi's breasts. Her ministrations varied from soft, teasing licks and kisses to aggressive sucking and biting. Jodi's tit tips were soon slick with saliva and the nipples were throbbing.

Raising her mouth, Liz then took each nipple between her thumbs and index fingers, pinching and twisting before pulling on each one, stretching her breast flesh upward before letting go to let the mounds settle into place. She then lightly slapped each tit several times. Jodi found herself moaning and squealing with delight as the woman toyed with her boobs as no one ever had.

Liz then kissed and licked her way down Jodi's undulating torso. Her tongue licked the patch of trimmed pubic hair as Jodi's hips bucked in pleasure. She then felt a soft sensation on her mound and opened her eyes to see Liz pushing one of her breasts against her wet pussy.

"Oh... my," she whispered, her neck craning to view this first-time foreplay.

"Rubbing my tits on a wet pussy really gets me hot." Liz cupped her tit and her thick nipple slid up and down Jodi's slick slit. Her head flopped back, and her breath escaped with a hiss. "You like?" Jodi could only moan in response.

Liz continued to tease and pleasure Jodi's cunt with her tit, finally moving it to the top of her mound to rub the nipple against the young woman's clit bud. Jodi shivered and her hips rocked. Liz sensed that her partner was near another orgasm and backed off. She moved her body and offered Jodi her wet breast.

"Lick my titty clean, taste our sweet pussy juice," she commanded. Jodi's pussy was pulsating, and she was on a knife's edge. Her mouth covered Liz's boob tip, sucking and tasting herself.

Liz then pulled her breast free of Jodi's mouth and took her face in her hands, staring into her partner's eyes. "I'm gonna eat you until you cum several times, then you're gonna sit on my face and eat my pussy until I tell you to stop."

The woman then positioned herself between Jodi's legs, her arms encircling her upper thighs, enabling her fingers to manipulate their objective. Liz fingertips caressed just outside the labia before pressing and pulling those slick lips apart. Jodi gasped slightly as her inner folds were exposed, and she felt Liz's hot breath on that sensitive skin.

Her hips lurched as the woman's tongue tip teasingly touched the labia, completing a circuit before moving deeper inside the hot cavern. Jodi's fingers tangled and caressed Liz's hair.

"Yesssssss," she hissed. Liz's fingers released their grip, and her lips closed on the soft flesh, sucking hard as her tongue slurped. Jodi's hips raised pushing her crotch against the woman's face.

Liz's fingers then pinched the skin surrounding Jodi's pleasure button, pushing it upward. Her tongue lapped the pink pearl, her lips suctioning.

The nipple teasing on her clit had produced a small tremor. This oral assault produced the big earthquake. Jodi's legs wrapped around Liz's upper body as her hips bucked.

"IAAEEEAAAHHHH," she screeched, her back arching and her head thrown back. "GAWEEEAAAHHH. CUMMMMMMINNNGGGG. YESSSSSSS."

Liz could feel the hot pussy juice on her chin as her lips and tongue continued to pleasure Jodi's quivering clit. Her fingers released their pinching pressure. Liz pulled one arm free, and her hand moved between Jodi's legs, her index and middle finger slipping inside her pussy to begin probing and stroking.

Jodi was accustomed to a recovery period after a body shaking orgasm. but she realized her partner's intention. Her breath was coming in deep gasps, her firm breasts rising and falling.

"Please... need...," she couldn't complete her appeal. Her arched back relaxed and her hands reflexively covered her tits, her fingers toying with her nipples as she gave in to Liz's pleasuring.

Her tongue and lips continued their work on Jodi's clit while she expertly finger fucked her pussy, twisting and pushing against her partner's slick pussy walls. Jodi had not fell from the peak of her climax and she felt the continuing pleasure was building toward an even bigger explosion.

That occurred when Liz's fingers plunged deep inside and twisted upward to find Jodi's g-spot, a special place she knew she had but had never found. The fingertips pressing on that sensitive bump combined with the continued nursing on Jodi's clit set off the explosion.

The young woman's body thrashed to the point of seeming possessed by spirits. Her full-throated wailing of incoherent sounds filled the room. Jodi's body was shiny with perspiration, strands of her hair plastered to her forehead. Her arms flopped wide in surrender, her lower stomach and upper thighs quivering.

Liz disengaged and moved her body to cover Jodi's in a gentle embrace. She softly kissed her cheek.

"My god, that might have been the strongest orgasm I've seen a woman achieve," she said. "How are you... you OK?"

Jodi opened her eyes to meet Liz's admiring gaze. She smiled. "OK hardly describes it. That was... amazing... I've never experienced back-to-back... orgasms like that... or maybe it was just one huge climax."

Liz smiled. "I'll take that as a compliment. Now, speaking of orgasms and climaxes, one of us has been shortchanged."

She moved to the other end of the large couch and placed a pillow under her head, her legs pulled back and spread. "We don't have to 69 if you're too wrung out... we can save that for another time. But my cunt needs your attention."

Her professor's wife had given Jodi a crash course in cunnilingus and after Liz's love making, she was eager to try and repay her. Jodi declined the offer to sit on Liz's face.

She laid prone, her face just above Liz's crotch. Her eyes gazed at the woman's meaty labia and her prominent clit. Liz reached for her mound, her fingers spreading her slick lips in invitation.

Whatever inexperience Jodi had was made up with my enthusiasm. Her lips and tongue darted around the pussy playground, eliciting moans and encouragement.

"Gawd, you're a sexy creature," Liz whispered, her hips undulating in pleasure. "Since your first day on the job, I've been thinking about this, the two of us making love."

Jodi's lips surrounded Liz's nipple-sized clit, her tongue whipping the slick surface. She slipped two, then three fingers inside Liz's pussy tunnel, fucking her fast and hard.

"FFFUCCCCKKKK YESSSS YOU SEXY BITCH. Love my hot cunny. I need it bad."

When her climax crested, her hands gripped Jodi's head and her legs encircled her upper body, trapping her against her pulsing pussy.

"SOOOOO GOOOOODDDD. CUMMMMMMINNNNG."

Liz finally descended from her orgasm and released her hold on Jodi, whose lower face was shiny with pussy juice. "Come here."

Jodi slid her body up to lay on her partner, their breasts flattening each other. Liz took her face in her hands, licking and kissing her. "I do so love tasting myself on a woman's mouth after she's made me cum."

They cuddled like that for a few minutes.

"My office bathroom has a small shower if you'd like to clean up a bit. Me, I plan on wearing this home," said with a grin.

Jodi raised herself to make eye contact. This woman -- her... boss?... superior?... co-worker? -- had quite a sexy sluttiness.

Liz seemed to read her thoughts. "Surprised that I'm this way? This job, this business is a great challenge, especially for a woman. John is a great boss who understands the stress. And I think he's developed a great business plan to help relieve it... don't you think?"

Jodi laughed. "I won't disagree with that... and I think I will take a quick shower."

She sat up and pushed her thigh highs -- which had slipped down quite a bit during the tryst -- and removed them and her heels. As she walked to the bathroom, she could feel Liz's eyes admiring her firm ass.

The shower was invigorating. She concentrated on washing her body, trying to keep her hair dry. As she soaped her pussy, she felt tingles of arousal and immediately imagined herself masturbating a few times over up the upcoming weekend.

When she finished and dried off, she walked back to the couch, comfortable in her nudity. Liz stared at her and watched her getting dressed. She sat on the couch, her fingers idly teasing a hard nipple and rubbing her pussy. Jodi wondered how this sexually charged woman would spend the rest of the night and the weekend.

"Do you have a significant other?"

"I have a roommate. She's about your age. I don't think we'll leave the apartment this weekend... she has no idea what she's in for," Liz answered, grinning.

"Still horny and aroused, are we?"

"Always."

TO BE CONTINUED